call P, tenant at petworth. P: "there is dog shit all over the place. sorry to bug you." J: (sigh) "i'll be right there."

nothing I like better on a monday evening than mopping up dog pee and shit and figuring out what to do with a dog.

...

90 minutes later: dog shit cleaned up. quasi-abandonded dog moved to my house. dog's owner, who is in the process of moving out, has gone AWOL and made minimal arrangements for dog's care. dog's owner contacted last night. owner gets back three hours later, said a friend was coming to get dog. no contact from friend last night.

contact owner again, 9 AM this morning. wtf? 10:30 AM owner responds. "she was supposed to call you but ok i will be there later today." me: "you can't take the dog back there." him: "well what am i supposed to do with him?" me: "you should have thought about that before you ditched him for a week without formal plans for his care."

debate ensues. in which i make it clear that the dog is NOT going back to petworth, the tenants have had enough.

finally i break down and tell him i will keep the dog for another day. he's moving out for good tomorrow.

jesus.

e: thank you for the advice. i think it will be easiest for me to take care of the dog for another day at this point.

n: thank you for the support and dog walking.

lessons learned: dogs good. irresponsible dog owners bad. consider tenants with dogs very carefully. having to walk a dog in the morning actually results in getting to work earlier.

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This began as a place to keep things that I didn't want to forget. I called it the "external brain drive," but I've since moved on to Farm Fresh Meat. Which doesn't mean anything in particular, as far as the blog is concerned, I just like the domain. This is a bit into a memoir of my thoughts and experiences about life in Washington, DC. I expect I'll look back on this in five years and wonder what the hell I was talking about.